Tuesdays: The Extraordinary Mundane
- Bailey
- Apr 14, 2015
- 3 min read
1. “old-time” friends I’m going on four years of high school track. Four years of off-season training, pre-season nerves, mid-season excitement, post-season sadness. I’m dreading the end of all of these because it means saying goodbye, and saying goodbye is not my strong suit. There will be lots of tears because there has been lots of laughter. There will be intense sadness because there has been intense joy. There will be so many pictures because there have been so many memories. My prayer has been to impact and influence and love fiercely and expressively–I don’t want that to end with this team. I want to keep impacting and influencing and loving. God has brought insane amounts of joy through my teammates and in only seven weeks that will be a memory.
2. “little while” friends “Don’t you hate it when you meet someone you wish you could have known for more than half a year?” I looked down at the table when my friend for half a year asked this. I couldn’t look her in the eyes and respond because she just took words from my heart and they were about to pour out of my eyes. When I think about it, there are so many friends I have had but only for a very short time. God crosses their path with mine, causing my path to light up, grow loud with laughter and memories, and then all I can do is look back at the lights and laughter and wish. Time is so fast and life is so short and this is why eternity is so important. I can’t afford to waste a day because every time I look back I want to see bright fire-work-lights and belly-laughs and deep-friend-love making my path shine.
3. Forever Jesus did it again with music today–He spoke right into the current struggle in my heart. Though Kari Jobe sings the words, Jesus embodied them and made them truth. A reminder of the point of why I’m here, the words in this song brought tears in the middle of class because how could I forget so easily? How can my life be so radically changed and I still forget? I was dead and now I am alive. I was headed for Hell and now I’m Heaven-bound. How in all this sinful world do I forget that I hammered in those nails and forced that crown of thorns and still He loves me and chooses me and graces me every day? Those words, “the ground began to shake, the stone was rolled away, his perfect love could not be overcome, now Death where is your sting?, our resurrected King has rendered you defeated”, cause chills because truth like that can’t be ignored and I have to act on it, respond to it, because the need flows out of me like my need for air. I was given breath today and still I forgot. You can’t miss grace like this.
4. prayer { “I pray because I can’t help myself. I pray because I am helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time– waking and sleeping. It doesn’t change God, it changes me.” C.S. Lewis } (source of inspiration for #3) Whether it is the weather, or the Evil One, or my flesh, or all three getting at my mind, I have been too successful at avoiding truth this week. Reality is clear, but sometimes harder to live at peace in because it claws at my pride. But by great Grace battered remains of pride happen to help grow stronger faith and deeper love. Funny how that works.
